A group of earth warriors were summoned, and then they directly performed the mountain-moving technique. Instead of escaping from the earth, it was better to say that they directly moved Qi WuHuo and Chu Hongtu, as well as the land they were on. Young Daoist this time looked at the scene when escaping from the earth as a more onlooker.
The scenery I saw was extremely mysterious, the earth's veins were like qi machines, and they were heavy, brilliant and pure.
Chu Hongtu It is clear that he has reached the end of his life and is plagued by big troubles, but it seems to be his nature. Seeing him like this at this moment, he just widened his eyes and couldn't help laughing and exclaimed, "This is really an amazing scenery, hahaha."
Young Daoist held up his palm and let Little Medicine Spirit lie on his palm. Little Medicine Spirit stared at the scenery with wide eyes.
Qi WuHuo is thoughtful.
The water veins flow through everything in the world, just like the mechanism of Qi.
And this precipitated earth vein is like the [Qi] itself that has become purer and thicker after giving up its circulation.
Young Daoist There is no need to cast spells at this moment. He reaches out his hand and touches this strand of earth veins. He feels the earth veins flowing between the palms of his fingers, and the Qi in his body also changes slightly. The internal organs that were originally depleted seem to have a faint tendency to recover. Young Daoist suddenly realizes -
Since <Primordial Ancestral Qi>, various methods such as Beidi Qi Refining Art can solve your own problems.
So with [Virtue carries all things] earth veins, if you view this as Qi, you may not be able to realize the weakness and fundamental problems of these internal organs. As young Daoist was thinking, a ray of earth veins fell into his body, and then it circulated for a week as if it were his own Qi. The injuries in his body actually felt a little comfortable.
Young Daoist was delighted and subconsciously operated Earth Qi even more.
In the past, he needed to control Primordial Prenatal Qi in order to use the Earthly Order to use such a method of escaping from the ground.
I need help from Land God today.
I wish I had the thought and effort to try it.
Just when young Daoist was thinking and trying, he suddenly heard a vaguely familiar voice. "Huh?" Young Daoist raised his eyes and looked slightly into the distance, but only saw the earth veins flowing. Over there, Chu Hongtu, who was staring at this stunning scene in the world, noticed something unusual about young Daoist and asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist, what's wrong?"
Young Daoist said, "Nothing..."
Then he asked, "Can you hear any noise?"
Earth God smiled heartily and said, "Voice? True Person Are you kidding? We are incarnated in the visible and invisible world, flowing with the help of earth veins. To a certain extent, this method of escaping from the earth is similar to the power of the altar, relying on the power of Empress Houtu, one of the four emperors."
"It's said to be earth veins, but it's actually like the Qi of Empress Houtu."
"We all have to rely on Empress's power year after year. We have never felt anything or heard a sound."
"Besides, this place is so profound that it's indescribable. It's so far away from the world, it's almost like the netherworld."
"Under the earth, everything is silent. Even the sound of everything growing is inaudible."
Young Daoist smiled and did not continue talking about this matter.
I just don't know why, but I always felt that under the surprise, he made a sound, with a gentle tone but with some surprise and smile, as if to say, eh? So it's you little guy again?
Young Daoist always felt that he had heard this voice somewhere, but it was extremely short. It was just a single sound, and it seemed to have some special reasons. The soul was shielding it. It was really difficult to determine who said it. Young Daoist recalled all the time, but he couldn't remember where he heard this voice.
I just wrote it down silently in my mind.
Many lands are only suitable for cultivators Primordial Prenatal Qi, but each has maintained a land career for hundreds of years in the mountains and rivers where it is located, and has seen many interesting things. Chatting along the way was quite interesting. I was so depressed that I had already traveled more than half a day and arrived at Hezhou. In an instant, I became excited and placed Qi WuHuo and Chu Hongtu in front of the city.
After chatting several times, we just said goodbye, but we went to a place familiar to the locals to just chat and reminisce about old times.
The old man raised his hand and said with a smile, "True Person, please don't thank me anymore. Your sword saved the common people. Although we can avoid disaster, we are also grateful for True Person's kindness."
"A mere relocation is nothing more than a trivial matter."
"It's just that I can't stay here Hezhou for long. From now on, you may have to go True Person yourself."
"There are already a lot of people working there."
"It should, it should."
The old man smiled and cupped his hands. The five-foot-tall old man held a cane that was much taller than him. He turned around and saw clouds of smoke rising. In the blink of an eye, the old man had disappeared. He didn't know where he went. Only then did young Daoist turn around and saw the city behind him, and saw Chu Hongtu in a green shirt.
Seeing his eyes widening, looking at this city, old man has grown gray-haired. It has been at least hundreds of years since he left this city. The young man left home and his elder brother returned. Naturally, he was sad and missed. Young Daoist was carrying the harp on his back. After carrying this harp from the underworld, the sword box and other items were stored in the jade pendant around his waist.
That jade pendant was refined by Ksitigarbha. According to legend Shrink a Mountain into a Mustard Seed, it can hold as many things as a mountain.
Many treasures in the underworld are placed inside.
Young Daoist stood next to old man and said, "Fellow Daoist Chu, let's go."
"Ah, um... ok."
Chu Hongtu looked at the city and suddenly said, "Fellow Daoist, do you have the documents to pass the customs?" Young Daoist shook his head, Chu Hongtu was about to say Divine Ability to enter, but saw Qi WuHuo already walking towards the city gate, knowing that he must have someone to rely on, but he also looked away from the city gate, laughed a few times, and walked away.
"Is there any paperwork?"
Qi WuHuo shook his head and took out something with his backhand, which Prince Qin gave him at that time.
The soldier was slightly startled, and hurriedly called the city guard. After coming to check, he handed over the token and said, "It turns out to be Prince Qin's Mansion Chief Professor Master, please come into the city." Prince Qin is Prince, and the position of Prince Qin's Mansion Chief Professor Master is an eighth-level sinecure, but after all, you can enter the city without the need for a master document from various customs.
Chu Hongtu smiled and said, "I never thought that fellow Daoist monks still have an identity in the world."
Young Daoist said, "Identity is just external."
"I am the Daoist, and I am also the so-called Master Professor."
"Practice me."
"Buddhism will ferry me over."
"That's all."
Chu Hongtu was slightly startled, as if he had thought of his own situation, and sighed for a long time, saying, "Fellow Daoist You are right, it is true..." He quickly recovered his emotions, pointed to the road ahead, and said, "Come, this is your first time to come to Hezhou, fellow Daoist, hahaha, and I will lead the way for you."
"This main road goes straight through the entire city, and then branches off into branch roads on both sides."
"There used to be a shop selling soy sauce beef here, and it tasted great. There used to be an old apricot tree there, and the apricot blossoms were very beautiful in spring. The apricots they produced were not the soft and creamy ones like those in Zhongzhou, but crispy, sweet, and sour. Hahaha, I just imagined it, and it tastes good in my mouth. It's just a pity that winter has just passed, and it will take some time for the flowers to bloom."
"When I was young, I loved galloping here."
Young Daoist raised his eyes.
When you were young?
At the beginning, Chu Hongtu said that he was young and had a poor family and lived in a rural area.
Of course, it is also possible that his youth refers to the years after he has successfully learned martial arts.
Chu Hongtu was very happy to take Qi WuHuo to visit Hezhou in the city. However, the soy sauce beef shop he mentioned is no longer there and has become a shop selling pork. The drinking place is gone. Only the old tree is still there, but even though it is there, it is about to die. The branches are growing and knotting like dragons all the way down.
Chu Hongtu was sitting by the window of a restaurant, with the knife in his palm on the table, and said loudly, "Honor, I want two kilograms of beef, a pot of wine, a bowl of leisurely drunkenness, a bowl of Yunzhaoyue, and one or two plates of popular fruits and vegetables to put on the table." Although his appearance is quaint, his temperament is refined, and he is old and white-haired, this behavior still has the temperament of a wanderer.
Immediately he turned the upside down tea cup over and poured tea, and said with a smile:
"Fellow Daoist, this happy drunkenness, cloud hitting the moon, are rare delicacies here. You can't eat them again without Hezhou."
"Xiaoyao Drunk means using good fish. You can only cook it when you are drunk. The ingredients are made from good wild geese. It is said that these wild geese can fly into the clouds and catch the moon. It is extremely rare. Only Hezhou people like to eat these foods the most. They have good ingredients and they are cooked like this without adding too many heavy ingredients. When eaten with dipping ingredients, the taste is unparalleled. You will know when you try it later."
"It's not difficult to make, but it takes a lot of effort to get it just right. It's even more difficult if you add this material."
"Only available here."
The shopkeeper came forward and said apologetically:
"This guest is an expert, but it's a pity that we can't cook these two dishes here."
Chu Hongtu was startled and said, "What? Even the first building of Hezhou Fucheng has declined?"
old man felt a little embarrassed, and said with cupped hands, "Well, sir, this can't be said to mean that we have declined. In fact, you are such a great glutton. This practice of leisurely drunkenness has been lost for almost three hundred years. No matter how we restore it, our descendants will not be able to recreate the taste of the past. As for Yun Zhuiyue..."
"The cloud-chasing wild goose has disappeared for a long time. It is said that there was a big Black Tortoise that ate an entire mountain with one mouth."
"The mountains are gone, and the cloud-chasing geese that rely on the mountains have slowly disappeared, and this dish has been lost for a long time."
The joy that appeared on Chu Hongtu's face gradually disappeared, and in the end, only sadness remained. "Is that so..." The shopkeeper apologized several times before leaving. Chu Hongtu held the tea cup with a sad expression. To the extreme, he said, "The years pass by suddenly, and for me, three hundred years is a lifetime, but for ordinary people, it seems to be enough for one Lineage to rise and fall, and one Daoist name dish to be lost..."
"The so-called changes in the world, swords and songs all the way, but when I look back, I find that the road I have traveled is full of unfamiliar scenery. They say Mortal World remains unchanged, but how can it not change... The city I miss is no longer the city in my memory. This Hezhou belongs to the people of this era, but where is the Hezhou that belongs to me?"
Chu Hongtu is sad.
Looking out from the height of the restaurant, he pointed to a lake not far away and said, "I still remember that originally this was a big family named Wu, and it was also a big family in the world. There were ten miles of pavilions and pavilions. When I first went out to the world, I was here to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives. I was young and arrogant, so I set foot here to compete in martial arts."
"My decisive sword skills are learned from the old apes in the mountains."
"I feel that I am invincible in the world."
"She is also here, she is also young, disguised as a man and traveling with a old man."
"It seemed that she saw that I was showing off here and was not Qi Ingestion, so she stood up with her sword and insisted on fighting with me. I was not her opponent back then. The guy's swordsmanship was raw and seemed to have never seen blood, but it was pure and sharp. I was beaten so hard that I lost my sword. I used a sword that I used on the battlefield. The blade cut open her hairpin, and the hair fell down, which was extremely beautiful."
"Hahaha, Miss Wu was so angry back then. He obviously participated in a competition to find a bride, but the winner was a woman."
"After that we..."
Chu Hongtu was slightly startled, and finally realized that what he was talking about was not his own experience at all.
But all that, the scenes that happened were extremely familiar, as real as if they happened yesterday. He was unwilling to be suppressed by Sword techniques, and the scene where young girl's black hair was like a waterfall, his eyes widened when he took the knife, and his heart almost stopped. Miss Wu's travels in the world were so real that he almost shed tears.
It's like a big dream, but suddenly the fragments of the past are recalled.
"I, this, this is not my experience..."
"But why, why do I remember that I am in so much pain?"
Young Daoist appeared behind Chu Hongtu in an instant, raised his hand to hold his shoulders, Primordial Prenatal Qi suppressed it, Chu Hongtu took a long time to recover, his eyes were slightly red, and said, "Fellow Daoist, I, I want to go out of the city to see the place I want to go most..."
"Hmm."
By the time the store served the food, there was no one there, and there was only a little money left.
Qi WuHuo is at the same time as Chu Hongtu. The latter seems to have great experience and knowledge in the art of controlling the wind. In the art of controlling the wind, he is almost as good as True Person. Young Daoist got some advice from him, so he became more calm when he was riding the wind. Finally, he was no longer as rough as he was in Zhongzhou Refining Yang Temple, and now he was as unrestrained as a three-quarter wind.
Along the way, we stood on the mountain and saw a quite prosperous town far down the mountain.
"This is it..."
"I don't know why, but among my memories that I don't know whether they are true or false, this is very clear."
Chu Hongtu murmured, young Daoist carried the piano on his back, and followed Chu Hongtu who stepped forward. Even Yao Ling and Little Peacock seemed to feel something at this moment. It became much quieter. Young Daoist had gray hair on his temples. He looked at Chu Hongtu walking in the town as if dreaming, and said, "Strange..., in my memory, this is just a village."
"Will it become such a big city in one or two hundred years?"
"Did something happen here in fellow Daoist memory?"
Chu Hongtu was quiet for a long time and said, "I remember that I traveled here with her, and the girl from the Wu family. At that time, we were chasing a demon who refined his blood into Divine Ability. Later, we encountered a disaster. The volcano there erupted. I was, I was..."
He held his forehead, feeling a dull throbbing pain.
The picture that came to mind was that he hugged that young girl, then knocked her unconscious, handed her to the eldest lady of the Wu family, and then asked her to return to the village immediately. It would be best to take the people in the village and move quickly. The soft and beautiful young girl of the Wu family asked her what she wanted to do with tears in her eyes.
"Me?"
"A true man only acts chivalrously and righteously."
In the memory, he laughed loudly, let go of his horse, and then soared up, rushing towards the volcanic lava with his sword. The long sword crossed the fence, and the blade was as sharp as snow. He chopped directly away, blazing flames, a life and death confrontation, Chu Hongtu raised his hand to cover his forehead, his forehead twitched slightly. In the memory, he fought the devil to death, but the volcano could not stop him.
So he chose to destroy his Daoist foundation and cut off a knife for the common people.
That was the strongest and most brilliant sword of the self who had already proven the True Person state back then.
The blade directly blocked the terrifying lava.
The memory images rushed like a torrent, Chu Hongtu murmured:
"I, I... I can't remember, I seem to have stopped the volcanic disaster here?"
An old man nearby was curious when he saw outsiders coming here, but he burst out laughing when he heard this and said, "Hey? Brother, have you read too much, got hysteria, or are you having big dreams? Although we say there was such a legend here, it was already eight or nine hundred years ago."
"We built a monument for the heroes of that year."
"Monument?"
"Yes, it's right there."
Following the direction pointed by old man, I saw a stone tablet. Chu Hongtu staggered over and reached out to touch the inscription. The vastness of the years has made these words become It's blurry, but it can still be roughly identified - [There will be disasters from time to time, and the heaven and earth will change greatly, spitting out fire like flowing light, and there will be heroes pressing their swords, with the power of one person, in front of Henglan Mountain, searching the mountains, they are already on the verge of death, so every time there is a disaster, there should be outstanding heroes]
[He is from Hezhou Fucheng. He said that he was young and unruly, riding on the road. He once joined the army and was worshiped by Cavalry Commandant]
[Later I met dao companion, marching around the world, doing chivalry and justice]
Chu Hongtu's eyes turned red unconsciously, and tears streamed down his face.
In the memory, I flicked the knife with my fingers, wore bright clothes and angered the horse, and laughed loudly:
"The world's turmoil comes from my generation, and the time comes when I enter the world."
"While chatting and laughing about our great ambitions and hegemony, we can't beat the drunkenness of life."
I brushed my fingers and saw the last words on the stone tablet, its name, Chu Hongtu.
Wife·Miao.
The name was exactly the same, Chu Hongtu. It was like being struck by thunder. I didn't speak for a long time and burst into tears before I realized it.
Young Daoist said, "Do you remember it?" Chu Hongtu shook his head and murmured, "That's me, that's what I experienced... But I only remember those things, is that really me? If it was me, why can't I remember it? If it wasn't me, why does my heart hurt like a knife."
His eyes turned red, young Daoist was silent for a long time, and said, "I may have a way, but there will be a price to pay."
Young Daoist's five fingers were slightly open, and a piece of ink-colored grass appeared in the palm, exuding a faint aura. He then took out a cup with transparent water in it. The young man with white temples said, "This is Gut-wrenching Grass. After taking it, you can recall all the past events, but the price is that your life span will only be three days."
"And this... is Water of Forgetfulness."
"Take it, the amount will not make you forget everything, but it will be enough to make you forget the memories that make you doubt yourself, forget these things, and regain calm, or, do neither, and still maintain the status quo." Young Daoist retracted his right hand and let the two treasures float in the void. Three Lives Stone needs to have an effect on the soul, which is what the deceased went to Bridge of Helplessness to watch.
Chu Hongtu murmured, "I, I choose..."
Young Daoist suddenly felt the stagnation in the void. Having experienced it, he already knew that this was Senior Disciple Sister Yu Miao's unique method. He had a clear mind, tapped the sword with his right hand, and without hesitation, violently blocked. His strength was far inferior to Yu Miao, but he predicted what the senior sister who was in an unbalanced state of mind would do at this moment.
The bright and clear sword light approaches.
The moves are mysterious and boundless.
Young Daoist predicted in advance that the sword in his palm blocked him with the same sword move, but it seemed to be more subtle.
The magnificent sword light, even if it only intends to capture young Daoist, even if it takes into account the ordinary people around it to restrain most of its power, it will not be a power that Qi WuHuo can block. However, when the sword light comes into contact with the faint stream of light on the scabbard, most of its strength suddenly dissipates -
Tianhe Weak Water, Immortals and gods cannot walk around, and flying feathers cannot fly around.
In the sound of clattering, young Daoist stepped on the Eight Diagrams Movement, his body deflected to release the force, his sleeves and robes swelled like water clouds, and the scabbard collapsed at the next moment, but it was not annihilated, but turned into a running underworld. The underworld was cold, walking on the eighteenth level of the netherworld, and accommodated the obsession of the people, so the immortal sword intention carried by that Dao Sword light was swallowed up by the underworld.
The Yellow Spring is running, the water is hanging in the void, cold.
Young Daoist's Daoist robes are billowing and flying.
Huang Quan hovered around the young man, and the Water Cloud Pattern surrounding his sleeves and robes were as clear as real. He followed the trend and the blood sword was drawn. The exquisiteness of the pure sword moves was Great Dao Lord pointed out. Pointing young Daoist forcefully broke through the sword of the Earth Immortal. The blood sword pressed an ordinary sword, making it touch the ground, while the water of the underworld hovered around the body, and fell on the sword again in an instant, turning into a scabbard.
With one sword and one block, in just a blink of an eye, the rabbit rises and the falcon falls.
Yu Miao has appeared.
Young Daoist looked at young girl, whose eyes were slightly red, and still held down the sword.
Originally he was here to repay karma, but he never thought that he would stand in front of his senior sister.
"Teacher..."
Young Daoist paused slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist, please watch his choice this time."
Yu Miao held the sword and said, "Since you follow the ascetic's idea of doing nothing, why did you stop me?"
Young Daoist said, "Do nothing to comply with the thoughts of the common people."
"But there's nothing I can't do."
"Do anything to protect the common people."
"Doing nothing and doing nothing is basically the rotation of one thought. You cannot rely on your strength to put your will over the common people. Everything must follow the thoughts of living beings and move according to their original thoughts. This is inaction. But if you encounter injustice and do not draw your sword for your own desires, you can do anything."
"It is up to him to decide how to choose, fellow Daoist."
Two Daoists from the same sect looked at each other, and young Daoist blocked Yu Miao's sword with the sword in his palm.
Behind him, Chu Hongtu glanced at Yu Miao, as determined as before.
Swallowed Gut-wrenching Grass.